I am back. After my very long hiatus…ok, so a little over a week…of driving around small country roads on holiday, I return. I can hear the fanfare in the distance. Sounds like someone is having a party. I wish I was invited. Instead I am writing this for you. And do you appreciate it? Infact, does anyone even read it? I know I wouldn’t.
As a side note before this post, I have an idea for a video post which involves me getting a dolphin and either a penguin or a fish to exchange bodily juices (I mean it!). If you are interested in watching something like that, let me know in the comments section. If hardly anyone says yes, I wont bother with the recording it, uploading to YouTube etc etc etc. But you get to hear my sexy voice talking through the experiment and see my hands do the work of magic! If that isn’t enough for you…hell…you have issues! Anyway. This post.
Let me tell you a story. A story about a SatNav with issues. (As not to bore you, it is a 2 part post..I know how anything over 600 words per post makes you want to never come back!)
Normally my wife happily sits there with a map and tells me where to go (literally), but it always ends up in arguments. This was the last one:
Turn left.
No.
You have to turn left!
Look, I can see I have to go straight on.
You are such an arse.
Screw you. You think you know it all sitting up there on your thrown.
I hate you. You know that?
At this point my wife butted in and said
When you have finished talking to yourself, I will let you know where you need to be!
It wasn’t working out too well for me. So I decided for this journey I would buy a SatNav.
I bought Travis the SatNav for the long drive. Well, we called him Travis (doesn’t everyone name every item they buy?) because he could be TravNav. I was in two minds because being a male, I have issues in asking for directions from other men, but if I ask a woman, I feel belittled.
So with a gentle push of his buttons, I turned him on (not like that) and started our journey heading 350 miles north. A while in to the journey my wife turned to me and said “You know that Travis has a female voice; right?”
Bugger.
So at the next stop I went in to the settings and selected a new voice. Hmmm…so I can choose Heather or Susan? Well Heather has been talking to me, and she sounds quite hot….hang on…no male voice? But Travis is a He. I think. I mean, I didn’t actually check for the existence of a telltale package, but he looked like a he!
So I opted for Heather. You know, coz I know 1 Heather (Locklear…yummy!) and a few Susan’s, but none of them meet the delicious Ms Locklear’s talents.
Travis was still called Travis. He just sounded a little Un-Travislike.
A while later I decided to listen to Susan.
It was the same voice.
So I now have a SatNav called Travis with a female voice, but it’s alter-ego is the same voice but a different name. Confused? I bloody was!
It turns out that Travis, or whatever the hell name it has, also has the same issues…the next post will reveal all.
Excited? No, I wouldn’t be either. But humour me will you!
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9 responses so far ↓
1 Mrs T
// May 3, 2009 at 2:53 pm
Hurrah, Sy is back! (Though it sounds like getting home may have been a issue for you.)
Neither my car or my sat nav has a name – that’s a man thing. Boys with toys.
I don’t even have a name for…the other thing. You know the one. Yeah, that one.
2 Sy
// May 3, 2009 at 5:28 pm
You mean your oven right? Coz…what else would you have that you might name??? Victor maybe?
3 Luke
// May 3, 2009 at 11:44 pm
I’ve been considering the investment of Satnav but then thought, as a man, i instinctually have road maps in my brain instead. Just for the record my Oven is called Ken, not sure why, just happened.
4 Phil T McNasty
// May 3, 2009 at 11:55 pm
Welcome back.
You know you can get different voices for that. I downloaded Mr. T onto mine, and it took about five minutes of driving before I wanted to kill myself.
I was going to read some Tolstoy this week, but now that you are back, I think I’ll read the second installment of this riveting tale instead.
5 Sy
// May 4, 2009 at 1:58 pm
@Luke – An oven called Ken? Mine is called “WORK YOU BASTARD!”. I think it needs tough love you seen.
@Phil – Tolstoy? Why would you lower yourself when there is such amazment as this crap in the world! I cant say the second installment is any better than the first…coz I havent written it yet. But fingers crossed!!
6 Luke
// May 5, 2009 at 4:34 am
Your oven and my car have the same same name, that’s amazing Sy
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7 Tamera
// May 5, 2009 at 4:53 am
LOL! talking to yourself again. How does wifey ever get in a word? Double trouble with your new toy…3 voices! minus hers. Hope you had a nice time on vacation. ;o))
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8 G.
// May 5, 2009 at 10:35 pm
Sorry, I don’t use SatNav. I’m one of those rare people who actually reads maps and has a good sense of direction.
Spent fifteen years in retail where I had to give directions to people who couldn’t find their way out of bathroom stall.
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9 Sy
// May 6, 2009 at 7:40 am
@Luke – I think you may have my old car! That thing got swore are more than a teachers in a tourettes class!
@Tami – She doesnt! I cant help it…there are sooo many voices and they all have something to say!
Had a great break thanks!
@G – I was always like that. Used to drive a lot but this time I was driving down tiny little lanes in the middle of nowhere and the map book was never going to happen!!
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